CONFUSED, but not entirely surprised that the Sin’dorei would be so swift with her actions, she raised a single blonde eyebrow to the elf’s advances. ❝ For someone that OPENLY expresses their distaste towards my entire race, Valeera, I would like to point out that… THAT was a little forward, even for you. ❞ A smirk appeared on her lips at her next thought, though she could not help but satisfy herself further by opening her mouth once more. ❝ I must ask, what does DEATH t a s t e like? Is it one you ENJOY, rogue? ❞

☃ - tall/short?

OH GOD. I honestly don’t really know? I’m about average, I think. I should measure myself one day, lmao.

♪ - music you like?

My music taste is pretty varied! There is a little bit of everything on my itunes. I mean, last night I was listening to piano/fantasy music and currently I’m listening to Princess of China - so there’s that.

❦ - fave characters? 

If you’ve never quested for the Forsaken questlines you haven’t lived.

If we kissed?

[] Quickie.[] Tongue.[] Softly bite your lip.[x] We wouldn’t.[] Long and meaningful.[] Let’s hit up the bedroom.[] You remember last time?[x] Awkward…[x] Lol no.

Could you imagine these two kissing though I L A U G H.Even as a crack ship I think it would be the most aggressive thing afdlhkf.Would I go out with you?[] Yes, definitely.[x] No.[] I want to, but it wouldn’t work.[] Maybe. [] Nope, you’re like family.[] You’re cute, but probably not.[] Just simply not my type.[] If I knew you better.[] Already did.[] I don’t know.If we took a picture together, we’d be…[] Hugging each other.[] Just chilling.[] Holding hands.[] Kissing.[] Acting dumb.[x] Normal picture.[] You holding me from behind.Or like: Hey Yrel I found some people I’m sure you’re DYING to meet, amirite?You are…[] Cute/Pretty.[] Good looking.[] Sexy.[x] All of the above 

Let’s be fair. Undeath didn’t stop Sylvanas too much.You + me + room = …[] Movies.[] Cuddling.[] Hanging out.[] Kissing.[] Playing games.[] Everything.[x] Wouldn’t let you in.

“DO YOU WANNA RESURRECT A BODYYYYY?”“GO AWAY SYLVANAS.”“LMAO, NO.”

(( First one is answered here. If you want more in-depth, like how she shows affection to her wife, send it again, I guess. ouo

Bella sleeps in silk undergarments spread-eagle, if alone. Doesn’t matter where she is. Bed, in the streets, outside in the grass, on a rock, on a raft in the Great Sea... That’s how she is. She doesn’t get cold or warm easy.

♥ :Name one thing about the way their emotions work that they despise.

Yrel is consistently in doubt about her ability not only as an Exarch, but as a member of the rebellion against the Iron Horde. She fears that the sacrifices that others made for her were in vain, and fears that their hope in her was misplaced. She does have extreme survivors guilt -- and it shapes how she sees those around her. With more and more people looking up to her and expecting her to lead, it continued to sow the seed of doubt. She does her best to put on a brave face, but many times she fears that people will see right past it.

☆ :Would they ever wish upon a falling star? If so, what would they wish?

I think it would depend on how selfish Yrel felt. While she would be prompted to say peace because it is expected, I also think she would wish to bring back the people she’s lost. Maraad, Velen and Samaara -- she has lost so many in such a short amount of time that I think she would even accept a day in their company. Taking into account that the draenei have had a relatively peaceful life on Draenor up until that point, I would think she became accustomed to it. Death is unusual by that point. I also think she would wish for it so that the responsibility wouldn't fall square on her shoulders. Yrel isn’t lazy or weak, but she doubts. Even when she proves the capacity to excel, she hesitates to draw attention to it. She craves guidance.

☾ :On a sleepless night, what would they be found doing?

     Sylvanas regarded the Blood Elf with a cold stare, her eyes trained on               the curvature of the girl’s smirk as though in her silence, she was               planning on ways to tear it from Valeera’s face. ❝ You may call me what               you wish, child, though do not think that petty INSULTS will bother me. ❞

     ＂Child?” Valeera laughed, “If you’re older that just means you’re closer to death, well, I suppose that doesn't apply in your particular case does it? Tell me, how much lube do you  need?＂ Her joking tone was overshadowed by the absolute death glare radiating from Valeera